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Meanwhile...
Suburban house
Two kids and a Wife
Off into Town on the 8:21
To silver spires
That reach to the sky
Monuments to greed
With no need
Men in razor cut suits
Women in slashback skirts
Go to service their God
Daily internment
Meanwhile
Down on the streets
Around the towers
Sitting in doorways
In yesterdays fashions
Smoking and wondering
Where the day
Will take them
Food or not
Tobacco or not
Wash or not
A hit to dull the pain
The girls a target
For the perv about town
The weirdie
The pimp
And the killer...
Two kids and a Wife
Off into Town on the 8:21
To silver spires
That reach to the sky
Monuments to greed
With no need
Men in razor cut suits
Women in slashback skirts
Go to service their God
Daily internment
Meanwhile
Down on the streets
Around the towers
Sitting in doorways
In yesterdays fashions
Smoking and wondering
Where the day
Will take them
Food or not
Tobacco or not
Wash or not
A hit to dull the pain
The girls a target
For the perv about town
The weirdie
The pimp
And the killer...
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
Trying to describe in a few words the 2-tier nature of uk society at the present time.... those who service a corporate machine and those who live with no home thanks to its greed...
Online madness...
Whenever I write you,
I get blue,
whenever you write me,
You get something free,
However they rant and rave,
it's always about what the fave',
Whatever they say or do it's always about being true,
But reality dictates today,
One MUST get their way,
Male or female it's their say,
Versus truth and personal disarray,
I'd have to think it's a lonely world gone astray.
Online madness,
offline secrecy,
NSA and Obama-nation mess,
Political savvy or interests made personal,
everyone is in for their own distress.
Don't lie to me and others if you're not sincere,
Just go get your highball wine or beer,
Drugs are the demise of humanity and society,
when will we ever learn of this contrived insanity?
When the world comes to an end what will you be,
oversexed and buzzed from all the being "free"!
Who are you and what shall we be...
no more lies cheating and devised excused away triviality.
I get blue,
whenever you write me,
You get something free,
However they rant and rave,
it's always about what the fave',
Whatever they say or do it's always about being true,
But reality dictates today,
One MUST get their way,
Male or female it's their say,
Versus truth and personal disarray,
I'd have to think it's a lonely world gone astray.
Online madness,
offline secrecy,
NSA and Obama-nation mess,
Political savvy or interests made personal,
everyone is in for their own distress.
Don't lie to me and others if you're not sincere,
Just go get your highball wine or beer,
Drugs are the demise of humanity and society,
when will we ever learn of this contrived insanity?
When the world comes to an end what will you be,
oversexed and buzzed from all the being "free"!
Who are you and what shall we be...
no more lies cheating and devised excused away triviality.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
I created this poem because I hear many saying this site is a lie or scam or chock full of liars,cheaters and the like and guess what? That pretty much describes ALL of our world and social structure since NO ONE will help or not much gets equated therein without mass involvement to accredit someone or something t to get it all handed to stopping the demise or degradation to filth and demoralization of our world,like Miley Cyrus and Lady Gaga and the like,online sex and "social sites" and not many even know what a church or GOD is for or about anymore and now all one see's is women that lay on their tails expecting males to hand it all over to them or make the first move so they blame them in the end when they walk away looking for more freebies or handouts or their version of right and wrong or expects...it's on every level now folks...and next it the babies and children being handed the keys and accounts and such...hell I just heard of a BABY being charged for murder in the east somewhere! What will it come to? Chaos and total destruction of all we know? Sounds about proper considering where we all came from as an Agrarian society. What WERE the pilgrims thinking when they walked away from THEIR "modern" world to come wrestle the Freedom and spirit away from the natives here and elsewhere? THINK about it now...how much longer can a world in ecological and economical distress go on this way? Yet so many shrug their shoulders and act like a doris day movie is where we're all at or existing of now...cement and steel and newer ways to destroy the ecology and our ties to nature? And no one even wonders anymore where it'll end up as global warming has become an actuality? VOLCANOS and Earthquakes and Tsunamis and unbreathable atomosphere is what! Mark my words it's coming like a freight train and the only mentioning resolve is being side tracked,two stepped and just doing his own thing now since the repuke-licans fuct that idea of resolve up...congress is retarded the way it "deals" with that and other issues now too! Goodbye cruel world...not much time left now for ANY resolve at all...good work worrying about your s*xual parts and supposed desires...soon you won't have to worry of that either! So go back to eternal sleep and dismiss...you deserve to be happy that way...now aren't you glad you have something else to b*tch about fellow hominid,for awhile...No wonder online dating is nightmare.
Misernomics
the talking heads are also comics
these economic geniuses after years
are spouting praises of Misernomics
quick study concluded we're in arrears
and need to decapitalize life today
don't spend anything you ain't got
to forestall our tomorrow going away
good advice founding fathers caught
and don't pay for what you don't need
so therefore we'll cut back education
sound advice in sane person might heed
to better manage our bankrupt nation
and health and vitality merely frills
no need to waste our coins on want
when trying to cover economic ills
monetary mismanagement returns to haunt
what we want is to address our need
to count ourselves and sum our greed
those roads, bridges, electrical grids
mattered back when the things we did
were more important than take home pay
we'll keep it all and count it up
what you knew then, has now gone astray
soon Spend-it-omics could again erupt
our future, our kids, our progeny all
"This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want"
matters minor, in our countless pall
our poorest desire, the possible, too daunt
in the mean time we say "thanks a bunch"
We'll save our lives for better times
food for thought on societies free lunch
We'll save our monied economic crimes
as Silas Marner tabled reclusive coins
no weighty matters outweigh the economy
these fearful economic times purloined
might priorities reflect our tragicomedy?
© agoodguy2have 2011-07-06
these economic geniuses after years
are spouting praises of Misernomics
quick study concluded we're in arrears
and need to decapitalize life today
don't spend anything you ain't got
to forestall our tomorrow going away
good advice founding fathers caught
and don't pay for what you don't need
so therefore we'll cut back education
sound advice in sane person might heed
to better manage our bankrupt nation
and health and vitality merely frills
no need to waste our coins on want
when trying to cover economic ills
monetary mismanagement returns to haunt
what we want is to address our need
to count ourselves and sum our greed
those roads, bridges, electrical grids
mattered back when the things we did
were more important than take home pay
we'll keep it all and count it up
what you knew then, has now gone astray
soon Spend-it-omics could again erupt
our future, our kids, our progeny all
"This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want"
matters minor, in our countless pall
our poorest desire, the possible, too daunt
in the mean time we say "thanks a bunch"
We'll save our lives for better times
food for thought on societies free lunch
We'll save our monied economic crimes
as Silas Marner tabled reclusive coins
no weighty matters outweigh the economy
these fearful economic times purloined
might priorities reflect our tragicomedy?
© agoodguy2have 2011-07-06
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
we're counting...on youPsychology
Psychology can mislead you,
Make you sometimes read too much.
Often just taking face value,
Can be read simply as such.
I am not that complicated,
Although women think me so.
What I say is simply stated,
I'm just telling what I know.
An inflection or expression,
May be only random chance,
And can give a wrong impression,
Though it's only happenstance.
So please hear what I am saying,
Just my words and what they mean,
And don't try to insert meaning.
My lines have no inbetween.
Make you sometimes read too much.
Often just taking face value,
Can be read simply as such.
I am not that complicated,
Although women think me so.
What I say is simply stated,
I'm just telling what I know.
An inflection or expression,
May be only random chance,
And can give a wrong impression,
Though it's only happenstance.
So please hear what I am saying,
Just my words and what they mean,
And don't try to insert meaning.
My lines have no inbetween.
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Got tired of being busted by what was interpreted rather than what I said. That's one reason why today I am freeatlast.I Would Give My Freedom Back
I
If freedom was the choice to give,
A rogue the chieftain’s cap;
And then, in time, repeat my lack
I would give my freedom back
II
If freedom was the chance to walk
The streets of my home town;
But always fearful of attack
I would give my freedom back
III
If freedom was to join the sect
And wear the robes of pious men;
And then like wolves, run in a pack
I would give my freedom back
IV
If freedom was to rid myself
Of all that makes a moral man;
And torture men on board and rack
I would give my freedom back
V
If freedom was to kill and destroy
The lives of those I did not know;
And then be knighted for whack and whack
I would give my freedom back
VI
If freedom was to know the truth;
But lie and lie, to keep the form
And then receive a hero's plaque
I would give my freedom back
VII
If freedom was to be immune
From the desparate cries of suffering men
And in those places never crack
I would give my freedom back
VIII
But God, the Almighty is Freedom’s source
And no people hold its exclusive rights
For where Freedom reigns, there is no fear
Each man is born as Freedom’s heir
If freedom was the choice to give,
A rogue the chieftain’s cap;
And then, in time, repeat my lack
I would give my freedom back
II
If freedom was the chance to walk
The streets of my home town;
But always fearful of attack
I would give my freedom back
III
If freedom was to join the sect
And wear the robes of pious men;
And then like wolves, run in a pack
I would give my freedom back
IV
If freedom was to rid myself
Of all that makes a moral man;
And torture men on board and rack
I would give my freedom back
V
If freedom was to kill and destroy
The lives of those I did not know;
And then be knighted for whack and whack
I would give my freedom back
VI
If freedom was to know the truth;
But lie and lie, to keep the form
And then receive a hero's plaque
I would give my freedom back
VII
If freedom was to be immune
From the desparate cries of suffering men
And in those places never crack
I would give my freedom back
VIII
But God, the Almighty is Freedom’s source
And no people hold its exclusive rights
For where Freedom reigns, there is no fear
Each man is born as Freedom’s heir
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Posted: Jun 2015
About this poem:
The word freedom is so often used today, without any real practical indications of its true meaning.
Cold, Hard Realities
Sensory stimuli make us naturally react:
Happiness, laugh,
Jealousy, mad,
Heartbreak, sad,
Offensive, attack,
Victory, glad.
This is just a matter of fact.
We know who our friends are:
We know who we can tell almost anything.
We know who we can call when we’re in a pinch.
We know who we can rely on without a hitch.
We know our opponents goals and strategy:
Manipulating, back stabbing, secrecy,
Trojan horse invasions masked as intimacy,
Empty adoration, promises designed to deceive.
Cold, hard, and cleverly calculating:
The rat race makes us behave this way.
If we’re mindful we enjoy occasional fleeting escapes.
We protect our juggler from the cut throat games we play.
Personal emotions are noncommittal, secondary:
Apt to be fickle, they can get irreparably messy.
If constricting freedom they become totally unnecessary.
They have very little value if our interests are fiduciary.
The good die young, and the strong survive:
There’s zero tolerance, no need to compromise.
We’ve perfected pretense, and love to despise.
Truth is obsolete, our foundations built on lies.
It’s the first day of 2014, and I’m keeping it real.
I’m looking forward to what this new year reveals.
Eager to see if business culminates in equitable deals,
Or more off course driving, and spinning of wheels.
Sensory stimuli make us naturally react.
This is just a matter of fact.
Copyright © 2014
Happiness, laugh,
Jealousy, mad,
Heartbreak, sad,
Offensive, attack,
Victory, glad.
This is just a matter of fact.
We know who our friends are:
We know who we can tell almost anything.
We know who we can call when we’re in a pinch.
We know who we can rely on without a hitch.
We know our opponents goals and strategy:
Manipulating, back stabbing, secrecy,
Trojan horse invasions masked as intimacy,
Empty adoration, promises designed to deceive.
Cold, hard, and cleverly calculating:
The rat race makes us behave this way.
If we’re mindful we enjoy occasional fleeting escapes.
We protect our juggler from the cut throat games we play.
Personal emotions are noncommittal, secondary:
Apt to be fickle, they can get irreparably messy.
If constricting freedom they become totally unnecessary.
They have very little value if our interests are fiduciary.
The good die young, and the strong survive:
There’s zero tolerance, no need to compromise.
We’ve perfected pretense, and love to despise.
Truth is obsolete, our foundations built on lies.
It’s the first day of 2014, and I’m keeping it real.
I’m looking forward to what this new year reveals.
Eager to see if business culminates in equitable deals,
Or more off course driving, and spinning of wheels.
Sensory stimuli make us naturally react.
This is just a matter of fact.
Copyright © 2014
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Posted: Jan 2014
Post CommentBeing Used
I was young, naive, I had no sense,
meeting in private rooms this idol,
the attention was so intense,
all my emotions and feelings were tidal,
Their eyes looked at me with glazing stare,
sweet talking and fast moving hands,
telling me that as a fan, how much they care,
it was the same with some of those bands,
When I said thats not the place to touch,
they laughed and smiled thats ok dear,
trying not to offend them too much,
were just being very friendly here,
Leaving and being given some gift,
something told me that things had not been right,
who could I turn to without causing a rift,
Alone in bed and cried my eyes out that night,
Next day I had a word with Mum,
the horror on her face at what was said,
we will go to the police and see what can be done,
my nerves had gone and I was shaking with dread,
A statement was taken at the station,
questioning eyes and fearful words,
you realise your accusing a star of the nation,
their intimidation made me really scared,
I was nervous I know but really tried,
a cursory check with the star an alibi ensued,
words and spite came back to say I lied,
tears spun hard and shame at being used,
Now decades on the story is clear,
pandoras box is opened and secrets are out,
I no longer have to hide my shame and fear,
my story has been revealed and now has more clout,
But to have all those tears and sadness within,
now being told I was not only used,
I have been told it was not I who had committed a sin,
As a child I had been maliciously abused.
meeting in private rooms this idol,
the attention was so intense,
all my emotions and feelings were tidal,
Their eyes looked at me with glazing stare,
sweet talking and fast moving hands,
telling me that as a fan, how much they care,
it was the same with some of those bands,
When I said thats not the place to touch,
they laughed and smiled thats ok dear,
trying not to offend them too much,
were just being very friendly here,
Leaving and being given some gift,
something told me that things had not been right,
who could I turn to without causing a rift,
Alone in bed and cried my eyes out that night,
Next day I had a word with Mum,
the horror on her face at what was said,
we will go to the police and see what can be done,
my nerves had gone and I was shaking with dread,
A statement was taken at the station,
questioning eyes and fearful words,
you realise your accusing a star of the nation,
their intimidation made me really scared,
I was nervous I know but really tried,
a cursory check with the star an alibi ensued,
words and spite came back to say I lied,
tears spun hard and shame at being used,
Now decades on the story is clear,
pandoras box is opened and secrets are out,
I no longer have to hide my shame and fear,
my story has been revealed and now has more clout,
But to have all those tears and sadness within,
now being told I was not only used,
I have been told it was not I who had committed a sin,
As a child I had been maliciously abused.
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Current events have shown yet another person is guilty of using stardom as a means to get their guilty pleasures. This poem I hope sort of captures the feelings of being scared and not listened to when they tried to raise the alarm, and now years on they can unburden the guilt they carried.
Wants and Needs
I try to write,
my thoughts,
my feelings;
the emotion that pulsate through me, the experience that come before me.
Somedays the sadness
Seems to just stay
Food becomes tasteless
Life now gloomy
Since you went away
The heart breaking truth
But our lust I don't regret
Life is full of mistakes
what is life if we don't learn?
what is life if we don't greed?
Not only for money,
but love,
trust,
even beliefs;
and for some of us,
just simple peace.
And so the world is built on our wants and need;
shelter,
food,
water,
clothing;
wanting riches and non-necessity
We sleep our heads on feathered pillows,
while others rest bitterly,
waiting for a better tomorrow.
my thoughts,
my feelings;
the emotion that pulsate through me, the experience that come before me.
Somedays the sadness
Seems to just stay
Food becomes tasteless
Life now gloomy
Since you went away
The heart breaking truth
But our lust I don't regret
Life is full of mistakes
what is life if we don't learn?
what is life if we don't greed?
Not only for money,
but love,
trust,
even beliefs;
and for some of us,
just simple peace.
And so the world is built on our wants and need;
shelter,
food,
water,
clothing;
wanting riches and non-necessity
We sleep our heads on feathered pillows,
while others rest bitterly,
waiting for a better tomorrow.
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Posted: Nov 2013
Post Comment
Governments
Governments seem here to stay
With the public's money they waste away
On useless things that do the people no good
Get rid of governments I think we should.
We work and toil on our lands
While they take our money from our hands
A land of opportunity for some
A worker's work is never fun.
We try to build our homes to live
While governments drain us like a sieve
Debt they seem to pile up instead
With financial problems over our heads.
Our governments should look after us
Instead they treat us with disgust
Why do we have to put up with them
Those governments created by men.
With the public's money they waste away
On useless things that do the people no good
Get rid of governments I think we should.
We work and toil on our lands
While they take our money from our hands
A land of opportunity for some
A worker's work is never fun.
We try to build our homes to live
While governments drain us like a sieve
Debt they seem to pile up instead
With financial problems over our heads.
Our governments should look after us
Instead they treat us with disgust
Why do we have to put up with them
Those governments created by men.
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
My second poem from my collection, about how governments reflect on everyday people's lives it could reflect any government or all governments around the world.
300
We are sucked into the toe
a creeping silent body
We were stolen
Girls, Nigeria
Stolen
We cry
We know
We are alone
Is any body out there!
a creeping silent body
We were stolen
Girls, Nigeria
Stolen
We cry
We know
We are alone
Is any body out there!
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
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